The Bottineau pioneer. (Bottineau, N.D.) 1885-1895, 1887-09-01

GII% .F Ell.
When there's one we love to meet usl
A Mount Desert Engagement
Ono pleasant day in July two per-
Sons. an old man and ayounggirI, were
seated on the piazza of one Of the
smaller hotels at Bar Harbor engag-
edin earnest conversation. The old
ma had rather q pleading serious
look upon his benevolent counte-
nance, and the girl, a pretty blondeo of
go. with regular features and delicate
complexion, had cast down her soft
gazelle-like eyes in confusion at a re
mark made by her companion.
But, Mr.. stoneman, Jack hates
me-" she said.
! .'Tut, tut, you must, not imagine
such thing" s Z : .
Il am SURE Of it. He was q~uitefond
Of me when we were children, but since
we have grown up he has changed ut
terly." s@s ! -
81 cannot believe that it is possible
for any one to hate you. 1t seems to
mo that every one who knows you
must loye YOU"
s'That's your Partially, dear Mr..
Stoneman. You are very kind. to
have such an high opinion of me, and
l assure you i appreciate it,"
"Jack would feel as l do il he only
knew you"
"'But he does know me; he has
known me all his life and he doesn't
want to know me any longer, for he
avoids me on all occasions" replied
she, sadly. ~-
'.And you, what do you think OF
him?" asked he.
"How can I think of him at all
when he does not think of me?" an
swered she proudly, at the same time
blushing deeply uuder the old mans
keen chances.
''That's right, he doesn't deserve it.
Dear me-" continued he, rather fret
fully, ''the fondest wish OF my heart is
to see my favorite grandson and the
granddaughter of my old chum united,
and Jack will, just to thwart me,
bring some girl into my house whom I
shan't be able to- endure, instead of
my lovely Alice, whose presence would
be q continual delight to me, and who
9uld make the rest of my life bright
happy"
= kQear-MNrr sSAtnodneman," she replied,
pressing his hand effectionately, "there
is nothing I should like better than to
live with you, but I'm afraid it can't
be done, for Jack and l." with. an EN-.
emphasis upon the latter word, "dis.
like each other too much. Stop a mo.
ment though" continued she, chang.
ing to.a merry tone, II will tell you
how it could be managed. Why can't
marry your" and she burst into a
hearty laugh.
"You little rtoguel I only wish
we're so years younger, and I'd make
you marry me whether you would or
not"
"Oh! you wouldn't have the slight
est difficulty in persuading me. ]
should fall in love with you at once"
Jack is said to be very much like
me. Why couldn't you take him as q
substltute?" asked he with ally air.
"Dear Mr.. Stoneman, please do not
talk on that subject any more.
-r4,1ll nokhor not ~ 500 d. sML r.,
Eve won't, then" answered he.
promptly. "Are yon going to Mrs.
Bush's picnic on. Saturday."
there?"
"Not /. A drive of1O miles in a buck
board, and an afternoon and evening
passed in sitting either upon thee
ground or the hard rocks is not very
tempting to q man of my age. 1t does
very we'll for young people; we old
ones prefer what comfort. we ian get
out Of The parlor armchairs and CIV
ilized teartable."
Their conversation was interrupted
at this moment by a frightful din
which seemed to proceed 'front.' the in
terror Of the house, and to approach
ear and nearer, growing more IN
tolerable as it advanced. The uniniti-
ated might have expected 1t Ito her.
aid the advent of a band OF savages,
who, with fiercelv rolling eyes and up
lifted weapons were about to burst
upon and exterminate them; but our
friends knew that this warlike sound
was only peaceful summons to the
midday meal, SO they shortly arose
and wendell their way to the dining.
room, where, with the other s0journ-
ers in the establishment, they were
soon discussing one of those .repasts
which have for SO long been the de.
SPAR Of the pleasure-seeker in this is.
land.
About 1912 o'clock on the evening
81 the samesday, az Mr.. 6toneman
was sitting in q sheltered corner 81 the
piazza smoking q cigar, he was joined
~ his grandson, Jack, who had just
returned from q days sail in the. bay.
.Goodevening, grandfather, said
you been all day"
Pretty well, thank you, my boy;
what sort OF day have you had?"
Fair we had plenty Of wind all
the niorning,S hut itsdiedg away III. the
afternoon and We had the devil Of a
time getting home. / didn't know
but that We should have to stay out
all night
am glad you didn't for
shouldn't have slept q wink worrying
aboVt you. cannot see Why you